Thar Be Treasure Poem, by Rhan Sterling Henry, at My poetic side

Hie thee now by warning taught

The path ahead be peril fraught

Each breath taken carried past

Each step taken counted last

To strive against such dangers rife

Tis better chance the falling knife

For what portends from grand emprise

By hazards wroth may be surmised

That loot awaits at ventures end

For those whom Deaths hand doth forfend

But take thee heed and be thee ware

In trust and faith place not a care

For tho the treasure sets ye free

Success breeds many enemies

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Doggerel Dave July 27th, 2026 17:50
"If a pirate I must be.... a merry life and a short one, shall be my motto." Bartholomew Roberts.

Could almost 'ha said it hissel..
sorenbarrett July 27th, 2026 17:51
Truth spoken in a poem of warning. Nicely rhymed and with good flow and meter it tells its tale well.

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